The sun kissed my face and my shoulders with light,
leaving cookie dough spots on my skin, ice cream white.
The wind tossed my hair, like the sea, into waves
leaving stormy swirls only a sailor could brave.
The sky filled my eyes with a curious blue,
leaving calm pools of color for you to walk through.
So step into me slowly, swim into the sea.
Hold my face, like the sun, in your hands tenderly.
Then sweeter and bolder, both splashing and still,
we'll find beauty in the colors, the blending of wills.
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